Tonight's Writing

I have nothing special to write about this evening, the day before Mother's Day. Other than to say that the aromatic Sutliff tobacco has been beyond pleasant this evening, the air coming in through the sliding glass door has been cool and NOT humid, and I am just feeling really good this evening.

Tomorrow, I head out of here at noon to go do hella work at the 'rents place (and to celebrate Mother's Day), and I am v much so looking forward to it.